Let the Temple of Nyarlathotep be resurrected,
By my spells and charms...
O Hear Mighty Cthulhu!
We do demand...
We must raise hell,
That's what we do well.
O Templar from beyond,
Do you hear my song?
On which He replied:
"I hear you well."
I came out of my madness,
And saw a lot of sadness.
The Temple was gone,
I feared it all along.
I want to work hard,
But it's not smart.
Look what I found,
Ruins in the ground.
I miss the Temple all along,
Templars! Rise now you still can
Don't let this be banned.
Outsiders are such fools,
Hideous unworthy words.
Thrown in my face,
I guess to thee it's the same!
Rise O Noble Ones,
Feed corruption in the ground,
With your words and phrases,
This is no place for me either.
I love you all I do,
As a family too.
This castle must be forged,
But that is not my job;
But the Hierophants!
Mighty powers from beyond,
Black Magic is my answer.
To raise the Temple once more
In its glorious state!
